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I want to starve myself again so I can be pretty.
Counting calories like its my day job,
Obsessing over thin thighs and collar bones once again.
Wishful that by the spring I can be thin with hipbones that protrude and a spine you can play music from.
I will wrap my hands around my wrist with no struggle and will have to poke new holes in belts
I will look like what I used to once again
YOU ARE READING
A Collection Of My Thoughts.
PoetryAll poetry is mine. - - A gathering of my deepest thoughts and feelings compiled into one small book of poetry. trigger warning = (tw) - - Stay safe xx Logan
